"Mother!" Gloria's sweet and melodious voice rang in Simon's ears, disrupting his train of thought.
He was forced to look at the woman who used to make his blood cold, even when she was in his embrace.
Now, looking at her smiling, her face radiating, unable to hide how well she was living. For the second time, Simon felt his blood rush in a way it never did before.
What was happening?
Unfortunately, the person in question was more focused on Anne right now.
Gloria spotted her haughty foster mother, and with a glance, she could tell that the woman was showing off.
Would she be able to raise her head when tomorrow comes?
Gloria was very curious as she flashed a smile at Anne as she called out to her, "Mother!" and surely Anne beamed.
How easily pleased! What a shame!
Nevertheless, Gloria hurriedly walked towards Anne and hugged the older woman.
"I missed you so much," she coquettishly said, and Anne patted Gloria's back, a smile on her face.
